Recently everyone's comm Badges haven't been working so it was my turn to take a jab at that pile of badges. Wesley agreed to help me when he was off duty so now we were sitting together pulling apart and putting Comm badges back together.
"Should we have dinner tomorrow as a celebration for our hard work?"
We've also been together for 6 months so the teasing never stops. ever.
"Hate to break up your cuddle time but Wes you're needed on the bridge, and you too Y/n" Geordi added as he took the working comm badges to give to the crew.
"We're sitting at opposite ends of the table!" I shouted at him as he walked away. Wesley blushed tomato red at all of the attention.
I grabbed the report I finished earlier to take to the captain and held Wesleys hand as we walked to the turbolift.
"So about that dinner did you want to cook or should I?" Wesley asked leaning against me playfully
"I'll cook, we do not want to repeat what happened last time you cooked" he nodded somewhat scarred by the memory of the time he cooked us lunch.
"I still don't know what happened!" Wesley defended himself as we exited still hand in hand.
"Captain this is the report you requested on the comm badge situtio situatin sit situa" my eyes widened at my speaking error and just for dramatic effect I twirled around and fell over.
The captain was trying to keep it together but it wasn't working for anyone so everyone was giggling.
"Here" Wesley pulled me up and I apologized to the captain
"I'm sorry captain I couldn't resist" I laughed.
"No need to apologize ensign, that was quite needed" Picard sent us away and the second the door closed Wesley leaned over and connected our lips
"You're such a weirdo" he smiled
"Don't even get me started"
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STAR TREK IMAGINES
Fanfictionjust some random Star Trek imagines mostly original series and next generation. Characters I write are Spock Kirk Data Riker McCoy/bones Q Wesley Picard Chekov Scotty Khan I DO NOT OWN STAR TREK
